1467: Good Morning

Good Morning

Even though her singing was not pleasant, her voice was excellent. It was a graceful and gentle tone. When she was reading, there was a special note in her voice.2

She held the book with both hands. Lu Xingzhi's hand was on her waist. After a while, that hand moved. He took one of her hands holding the book and put it under the quilt. The hand that he was holding was placed on his heart.

The palm of that hand could feel his strong heartbeat and the hot temperature of his palm.

The man looked like he was covered in ice but had a ball of fire burning in his heart.

The ward was very quiet, and only her gentle voice was in his ear.

Her soft hand was in his palm and pressed against his heart. He liked to feel the temperature of her palm and even liked her to let him hold her hand obediently.

Even after so many things, she still trusted him and saw him as someone she could rely on.

He closed his eyes. Perhaps it was because her voice was beside him, so his mind was no longer filled with images that hindered his sleep. Instead, it was filled with the picture of the two of them meeting for the first time.

She had two braids and was skipping around the campus. She looked in his direction with a smile on her face. He knew that she did not see him, and he also knew that she was not smiling at him. However, at that moment, her smile still entered his heart and was greedily locked in his memory.

The first time she hugged him and said that she missed him, her face was pale, and her watery eyes expressed the feelings that she had endured for him.

The first time he had her, she bit her lips, and her face was full of tears. Then, she shyly and clumsily pandered to him. Then, she whimpered under his body and begged for mercy. She had scratched his back and kicked him to stop.

It turned out that from the first time he saw her, every scene after that was carefully kept by his subconscious mind.

Sleepiness attacked him without warning, and he was not prepared to resist.

She read for about 40 minutes before she felt Lu Xingzhi's breathing gradually calm.

He finally fell asleep.

She let out an almost inaudible sigh, and the worries that had been hanging in her heart for the whole day had also disappeared.

Zhou Weiqi was right. She was his drug.

However, it was not quite right.

She was not only his drug but also his heart.

"Good night."

She put down the book in her hand very gently and put her face on his arm. She lay beside him and looked at his sleeping face after a tiring day.

The two of them were awakened by the chirping sparrows outside their window early the following day. It was like an invisible tacit understanding. The two of them opened their sleepy eyes at the same time. The first thing they saw was each other's barely awake faces.

Jiang Yao's eyes were full of smiles. "Good morning!"

The response was a passionate kiss. It was a kiss filled with surprise and excitement.

It was an exceptionally lingering kiss until Zhou Weiqi was forced to stop in his tracks when he arrived with breakfast. Zhou Weiqi stood at the door, dumbfounded. Jiang Yao's face was as red as a ripe apple as she pushed Lu Xingzhi away.

"It's so early in the morning, and I'm afraid of needles." Zhou Weiqi walked in with small flowers and carefully observed Lu Xingzhi's expression.

Liang Yueze had told him that Lu Xingzhi had not been in a good mood those days when he went out.

He liked to vent his emotions on others, so he spoke very carefully.

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